>>5639779Fading into the second floor, the crows can see several normal guards and brothel staff covering their injured limbs and reeling on the floor. The chunks of flesh and fat across the ground indicates they got hit by particularly powerful firecrackers.
This isn’t good. Ging and her guards are in a room near the middle of the brothel, right next to the central stairway.
As they move past the bodies and follow the sounds of explosives and screams, they eventually see one of teenagers throwing caltrops on the central stairway.
A young woman with dark grey clothing, possessing a bandolier of cylinder shaped firecrackers across her chest. Several loose bags and pouches are attached to her hip. On her thigh rests a Katzbalger, a type of single handed sword. Slung on her left shoulder is a short arquebus.
She had just reached in one of her pouches threw some caltrops, while her left hand is resting a zweihänder, a large two hander [sword], on her shoulder.
Sira and this woman used to know each other.
Her name is Sohm, a child prostitute Sira has rescued many years ago when his crows raided a brothel. One of many were kidnapped and forced into it. Even after she was able to find her family again, she wanted to became part of Red Winter. Partly due to a money problem at home, but mostly because she wanted to help people like Sira.
After being with the organization for a few months, she eventually became disillusioned by its actions and left it once her family were solvent again. The organization wasn’t what she envisioned it to be. She wants the abusive business owners and slave masters punished for their transgressions, but Red Winter vetoed that due to their ability to bring profits. The last time Sira saw her was nearly half a decade ago, parting coldly.
He barely recognized her at first, as she was a lot more muscular and taller than he remembered, but her hairstyle remained unchanged all throughout these years — straight bangs, an imitation of Sira’s.(although hers is much shorter overall)
